Lyrical Breakdown of What A Day - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What A Day" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Jeru the Damaja weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What A Day" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Jeru the Damaja employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Jeru the Damaja's narrative.
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Woke up this morning had a spliff for breakfast
Slept good 'cause the toast wasn't under the matress
Hop up in the shower, give my honie a kiss
I'm thinkin, I wish, everyday start like this
Turn on the news, starvin kids got nuff food to eat
And words of truth, put shoes on their feet
Usef Hawkings, still walkin the streets
Rodney King's a millionaire, but he ain't get his ass beat
Tiwanna Brodley gets justice,
the Panthers thick as ever causing ruckus
No such thing as those Klan motherfuckers
Black sisters are treated like queens, not
chickenheads cluckers
Black men are respected and not treated like suckers
Mike Tyson still a champ, bullshit don't get no airplay
I feel good, what can I see
"Day, what a day"-- Erykah Badu (4X)
"I got to say it was good day"-- Ice Cube
Step out the door, sunshine hit my grill
Even Lee divide a mil, so niggas don't have to kill
It's all peace and love so people do what they want to
Bumpin to Biggie and Pac, smokin a piece right on the corner
No crack babbies, or unwanted pregnacies
An apple a days the cure for any disease
And ain't no police and no felonies
Bill Clinton smoke crack not Marrion Barry
O.J. keeps his dough, Mumiet is let go
Divine Brown da movie star, Hugh Grant is the ho
Put the card in the ATM and it spit out mad dough
Gave it to an old lady, 'cause I always get more
Just livin make me feel good, what can I say, but
"Day, what a day"-- Erykah Badu (4X)
"I got to say it was a good day"-- Ice Cube
90 degrees in the shade, but it don't feel that hot
Giuliani get shot, baby open my favorite spot
There's a party tonight, guess who DJing Scott LeRock
And he's only spinning that real hip hop
Don't be late bop, eleven on the dot, honies flot
It's more dips then dicks, and nobody get shot
Stay here a little minute, then go harvest my crop
By the moonlight, get lifted and call it a night
But first I bump in this princess named Shaniqua Albright
She was lookin mad right, and her body was mad tight
Total control of my will, she couldn't put up a fight
She said if you wan't me take, 'cause I have an early flight
Wiffie's waitin up, so I let her go on her way
But when I got home, my shortie said...
"What a day, what a day"-- Erykah Badu
"Today was a good day"-- Ice Cube